Although I am weak, my friends are super strong

Yu Lansong was stunned. He sat on the edge of the bed, his feet dangling unconsciously on the edge of the bed, and his slender eyelashes flew up and down suspiciously.

On the one hand, he suspected that this dungeon did not have this link at all, and on the other hand, he felt that Yan Su's serious appearance did not seem to be lying.

Yan Su was making preparations. He bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood on the Peach Tree Seven Star Sword without frowning. Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, he raised his head, "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

Yu Lansong asked weakly, "Um... do you have to take off your clothes?"

"Well, it is necessary," Yan Su said with a serious face, "If you don't take off your clothes, the evil energy on your body won't dissipate, and it will stay in your internal organs forever, which will easily attract evil spirits."

As soon as he heard that he could attract evil spirits, Yu Lansong didn't dare to murmur any more. He quickly took off his coat and grabbed the collar of his shirt inside with his fingers.

Yan Su looked at him with open and peaceful eyes, "What's wrong?"

Yu Lansong hesitated for a moment and asked, "Can I keep the clothes inside? I'm cold."

Yan Su glanced at the big sun outside, but didn't point out that he was lying, and nodded, "Okay, you can lie down."

Yu Lansong lay down on the bed meekly, Yan Su stood beside the bed, chanted a few mantras with his hands, and found that Yu Lansong was still looking at him with wide eyes, and said helplessly, "Close your eyes."

Yu Lansong closed his eyes obediently with the attitude that he meant what he said.

Only now could Yan Su start to look at this body unscrupulously.

Judging from the skeleton alone, Yu Lansong is very thin, which is why the bride who played Mr. Lin was not recognized, but she is not unhealthily thin. The skin covering her body is well-proportioned, her skin is beautiful, and her complexion is fair.

After a while, a wisp of black air gradually emerged, lingering between his browbones.

This evil spirit doesn't seem to be harming someone, but it seems to be protecting Yu Lansong. It is very xenophobic, very resistant to Yan Su's existence, and very gentle towards its host. It wraps around Yu Lansong's hair and fingertips, Like licking.

But because the energy gathering time is relatively short, the power of this yin energy is relatively weak, just when he wanted to attack Yan Su, he was scattered all at once.

The sharp tip of the mahogany sword picked up the clothes on the chest of the man whose eyelids were trembling restlessly, and wandered around his neck and collarbone.

Yu Lansong lay restlessly on the bed, feeling the cold touch on his chest, itching and a slight electric shock-like feeling, which made him clenched the quilt with his fingers unbearably, his brows furrowed, and his eyelids trembled.

His toes were tense, but he couldn't use his strength to kick and kick on the bed. He didn't dare to open his eyes, so he could only resist this strange feeling by himself, his voice trembling, "Is it over?"

"Okay." After a while, Yan Su calmly withdrew the sword and put it back into the scabbard.

Yu Lansong opened his eyes, quickly tidied up his messy clothes, and asked Yan Su nervously, "Has the Yin Qi dissipated?"

"Well," Yan Su looked at him with a smile, "it has been dispelled, and the evil spirits should not come to you for a while."

Yu Lansong breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled sincerely at him, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Yu Lansong had already completely trusted Yan Su, but he couldn't figure out why he had been tainted with evil spirits within a few days of his arrival, "Does He Yi have it?"

"He didn't." When it came to He Yi, Yan Su's smile became weaker, as if he didn't care much about people's life and death. "He has more yang energy and can expel yin, so dirty things usually don't come to him."

"Did Songsong and him also meet in the dungeon?" Yan Su asked.

Yu Lansong nodded, "I didn't expect to meet him again." In this way, the chance of him meeting acquaintances after entering the official dungeon is too high.

Yan Su smiled, "In order to improve the survival rate of players, the Clearing Plan will match players with lower points with players with higher points."

Yu Lansong was stunned for a moment, and quickly accepted the reality that his points were very low, he was unable to walk independently, and needed a big boss to take him flying, but he felt that low points were a good thing.

I don't know if it was his psychological effect, but after Yan Su exorcised him, he really felt a lot more relaxed, and his mood was not so depressed.

Sleeping for the third night in Lin Mansion.

Yu Lansong really couldn't bear the fact that there were two faceless people in the room when he was sleeping. Before going to sleep, he asked the maid who was watching the night to leave.

There were clouds blocking the moon that night, the night was dark and there was no wind, the air was hot and dry, and Yu Lansong slept until midnight and was haunted.

There was fine sweat on his white forehead, and his brows were tightly wrinkled. He clenched his fists next to his face, his whole body was numb, but he just couldn't wake up.

There was a strong wind outside the courtyard, and a cloud of cold black air gradually approached the people in the room. They lay down by the window like a dog, secretly watching the people sleeping in the room.

Seeing that the person was still sleeping soundly, it breathed a sigh of relief, carefully sneaked into the room, and crawled on the ground, as if afraid of being discovered.

When it was about to get close to the person, it ran over in ecstasy, and finally bumped into the barrier.

Sitting on the ground in a daze for a long time, it rubbed its head, got up, tentatively stretched out a hand made of white mist, and as expected touched a barrier like a wall.

Angry and aggrieved, Hei Qi kept hitting the barrier with his head, like a dog who couldn't get close to its master and bumped into a big wall, only to be helplessly furious.

It stuck out its tongue, trying to lick away the sweat from Yu Lansong's head who was sleeping with his eyes closed, but he couldn't touch anyone for a long time, so he could only circle around the barrier in a hurry.

It lay on the barrier, staring at it without blinking. From the outside, it could be seen that there was a layer of black air around Yu Lansong, but it always kept a little distance from him, as if it was blocked by something.

The cloud that blocked the moon was suddenly blown away by a gust of wind, and the black mist trembled violently. It was about to sneak away when it was suddenly caught by a cold hand.

Like a dog strangled by another owner, it kicked its legs twice in anger and hung its limbs to pretend to be pitiful. A cloud of black air made whining sounds from time to time.

Grasping it was a faint figure of a man, wearing a bright red groom's clothes, standing under the moon without a shadow.

He threw the black air out of the window, let it go away, looked at the bed with nostalgia, and waved his sleeve lightly.

The courtyard, which was still blustery, gradually calmed down. It became a gentle breeze, and the air became much cooler.

Yu Lansong's brows that had been tightly furrowed unfurled, and the hands placed beside her face were curled up and held in a hollow manner, and her breathing became more even and soft, like a sleeping baby.

A smile finally appeared on the man's face. He looked out of the window worriedly, fearing that the black air would come back again, so he re-strengthened the barrier around Yu Lansong.

His current strength is still relatively weak, after doing this, he becomes more transparent and weak.

Taking another deep look at Yu Lansong, he slowly backed away.

What the man thought was right, as soon as he disappeared, the black air that was secretly sitting outside the window swaggered in again. This time he knew that the man could no longer stop him, so he became even more arrogant, rushing towards the sleeping man in a hurry past.

History repeated itself once again, and the black air slammed into the barrier with a bang.

It was so angry that it bumped its head against the barrier, and seeing Yu Lansong frowned in discomfort, turned over, and suddenly seemed to be strangled by the neck and dared not make a sound.

Seeing that Yu Lansong hadn't woken up, it slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Reluctantly, he circled Yu Lansong twice more, and finally Wuqi gave up and left reluctantly.

Yu Lansong slept in the same room as his and Mr. Lin's bridal chamber. It was extremely hot in the first half of the night, and his clothes were soaked with sweat, and the bed became icy cold in the second half of the night.

When he woke up in the morning, he had a terrible headache, strands of black hair stuck to his fair face, his whole body was sticky and uncomfortable, and he was a little bit unmotivated.

The faceless maid came in to wait for him to wash, and he raised his hand feebly, "I want to take a bath."

The servant girl said in a soft voice, Madam, wait a moment, and went down to boil water for him.

The air in the morning was still a bit cool, so Yu Lansong soaked himself in the tub and breathed a long and comfortable sigh of relief, milky white mist overflowed from behind the screen.

Black Mist, who failed to attack last night, peeked at the window and saw white mist everywhere in the room, sneaking in sneakily, trying to blend into it.

It bypassed the screen, hid under the tub, and when Yu Lansong closed his eyes and was not paying attention, he jumped into the tub with a plop.

Yu Lansong opened his eyes strangely. He heard something falling into the water, but saw nothing.

At this time, He Yi's voice attracted his attention, He Yi called him, and he quickly responded, "I'm taking a bath."

He Yi could smell the aroma through the screen. After staring blankly at the shadow on the white screen for a few seconds, he suddenly realized something was wrong, and asked inexplicably, "What kind of bath do you take early in the morning?"

Sitting naked in the tub and chatting with people across a screen, Yu Lansong thought it was too strange. He was vaguely preparing to deal with it and asked He Yi to go out first, when he suddenly felt an itchy calf.

He clearly felt that there was something wrapped around his calf at the bottom of the water, and it seemed that there was a tendency to climb up. The thing wrapped around his feet, scratching the soles of his feet was very itchy, and the toes were all drilled .

Realizing that there was something in the water, his face that was soaked in hot water turned red all of a sudden, his eyes widened suddenly, he twitched his legs but didn't move at all, suddenly panicked, "He... Brother He."

This was the first time that Yu Lansong called him Brother He, especially in such a situation, when He Yi saw his shadow, he wildly guessed what he looked like now.

With an itchy grace, when he opened his mouth, his voice was a little hoarse, "What's wrong?"

Just as Yu Lansong was about to speak, there was a sudden pause. He realized that his current situation was not suitable for calling He Yi for help.

Stretched legs struggled underwater.

The hot water made a splashing sound and splashed out of the tub. Yu Lansong lowered her head, unable to see anything, but could feel something rubbing and squeezing.

He lay on the edge of the barrel, bit his lower lip under He Yi's questioning, and reluctantly said, "No...it's okay."